After ringing the bell, the gala continued, and the programs contributed by the city gods in various districts were indeed wonderful, even modern people like Lin Yi, who are accustomed to all kinds of entertainment activities, are also deeply attracted, not to mention these old ghosts who are often busy with spindles, no mobile phones, and no TV to watch.

The old ghosts are even more hilarious than Lin Yi, and from time to time they cling to the knots and make beats, or hum twice, and the atmosphere has been very burning.

Sometimes the enthusiastic cooperation of the audience can also infect the artists, so that the artists on the stage can perform extraordinarily.

Lin Yi found that Lord Du Chenghuang should also be very high, but in order to maintain the image of being a big boss, he had to endure it.

Immediately, it was Shi Rongrong's turn and Liu Yulin to take the stage, and Luo Guangming was also encouraging them backstage.

Shi Rongrong and Liu Yulin are the only souls among all artists who know the truth. But they didn't dare to say anything, through the black curtains, they could see the ghosts sitting in the audience, all of them were more enthusiastic than the modern audience, and they really didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and their hearts were slightly relaxed.

In fact, Luo Guangming is even more nervous than them, and now he doesn't have the luxury of hoping that he can come out on top, he just hopes that these two can perform smoothly on stage, and don't make mistakes.

At this time, he also regretted that if he was like other Taoist priests, he would directly enter a dream, and the artist would not know whether it was a dream or reality, and he would not have any psychological pressure when performing. When they went back and woke up, they thought it was just a dream. At this time, regret was useless, and Luo Guangming had to tell them again that they must not make mistakes.

Shi Rongrong was actually not as nervous as before, but comforted Luo Guangming and reassured him that they were ready now. If not for anything else, but for my daughter, I have to fight hard.

The previous artists on stage, there were cross talk, storytelling, dancing, as well as stroking the piano, singing, and the old ghosts were also very face-saving, and they all gave warm applause. At this time, I listened to the Taoist newspaper: "Next, the famous Peking Opera opera artists came to the stage to perform and dedicate "Empty City Strategy" to everyone. ”

When they heard that it was Peking Opera, the old ghosts were so excited that they said, "I haven't heard of Peking Opera for many years." ”

These ghosts and gods are usually busy with official business, and they don't have time for entertainment. Even if you have time, there is no place to listen to it, because there are very few people who can sing in modern society.

Lord Du Chenghuang was excited when he saw Liu Yulin in costume: "As soon as I heard it, I knew that I had practiced it since I was a child, with a high-pitched and passionate voice, no noise, ethereal and pure, and it was really rare to hear such a pure Peking Opera in this era." ”

Lin Yi doesn't know Peking Opera, but he also knows that at the beginning of the last century, Peking Opera and the dramas of various factions can be said to be full of flowers and competing for beauty. It's a pity that it was crippled by those in power. Although the state has begun to vigorously support various folk operas in recent years, it is also an indisputable fact that drama is facing the dilemma of breaking the dynasty. Most of these old ghosts have lived for hundreds of years, from princes and nobles to ordinary people, which one is not a fan of drama? Now that he can hear authentic Peking Opera, he can also understand this excitement.

Although the old song of "Empty City Strategy", everyone still applauded very vigorously and applauded from time to time, which is the nostalgia for the old feelings.

The enthusiasm of the audience also made Shi Rongrong and Liu Yulin completely relieved and precipitated their mood, and the couple played more and more stable, and the high-pitched and sometimes low-pitched singing at that time made the old ghosts excited. When the song was over, all the old ghosts couldn't sit still anymore, and they got up and applauded desperately, and even shouted unsatisfied: "Another song." ”

Shi Rongrong and Liu Yulin bowed slightly to the audience and prepared to exit the stage, but seeing that the "audience" was so enthusiastic, they were a little at a loss what to do.

"Don't go, do another song." The old ghosts shouted, and even Lao Cao was dancing and shouting.

Even the capital city god spoke: "Let's do one more song, Ben...... I'm rewarded. ”

"Yes, one more song, we have a reward." The old ghosts threw out bills one after another.

But in Lin Yi's opinion, he couldn't cry or laugh, these are all paper money, how can Yang people use it? However, the emotions of the "audience" must also be satisfied, so Lin Yi said to the two people who were a little confused on the stage, "Let's have another song, there is no limit to the repertoire, and improvisation." Your benefits are indispensable after the fact. ”

Shi Rongrong glanced at him, unlike all the ghosts and gods who were so happy that they almost got carried away, the ghost god in front of him looked very temperamental and very young. But unlike other ghosts and gods, the elegant voice is very beautiful and pleasant, and it can be seen that he should not be very old.

Seeing him sitting on the main seat, he only has one more gold ring than the ghost god next to him who wears the only black official hat with three gold rings, it should be the "second in command" in this group of ghosts and gods, seeing that the second in command said so, it seems to have taken a reassuring pill.

Glancing at each other with Liu Yulin, the couple nodded at the same time, Shi Rong took two steps forward, boldly looked at the gentle-looking human sobriety, and gave an ancient salute: "It is a blessing for the small people to be liked by adults." Today, I will present a song "Ambush on All Sides" for all of you, I hope you can like it. ”

"Good!" The demons immediately let out a roaring cry.

Lin Yi also smiled and said, "Then let's start." ”

"Ambush on All Sides" is also called Farewell My Concubine, Death Wujiang, etc., which tells the story of Xiang Yu and Yu Ji, the overlords of Chu, who killed themselves in Wujiang. Shi Rongrong and Liu Yulin are teachers at the Peking Opera Academy and actors, so of course they are good at singing.

When the song reached the high court, the excited roar of a group of old ghosts almost tore the house up. Lao Cao was also so excited that he even got up and applauded several times, but was pressed down by Lin Yi. You're already tall, and if you stand up again, you won't be able to see the ghosts behind you.

Lin Yi can be regarded as having seen the charm of opera, he, who has never heard of opera, was also brought out of the festival in such an atmosphere, and applauded with the ghosts.

When the opera is over, the old ghosts are still unsatisfied, and they still want the two to sing. Shi Rongrong really can't sing anymore, because singing is also very tiring. But the audience was too enthusiastic, so they could only look at Lin Yi with a sad face, hoping that he could let them go off the stage.

Lin Yi whispered to Lord Chenghuang, the capital: "My lord, the lower officials feel that after singing two songs in a row, it's almost over." You can't tire people on the stage, right? ”

Du Chenghuang sighed, looked left and right with some pity and embarrassment, and said, "However, everyone's mood is high. "The main thing is that he wants to hear it, too.

Lao Cao was still yelling there: "Keep singing, you will be rewarded if you sing well." He took out a gold ingot from his bosom and threw it over.

Lin Yi: "......" emotional money is not earned by himself, so it is not painful to spend it.

Seeing this, the other ghosts also took out the money in their hands and threw it on the stage.

Looking at the banknotes all over the ground, Shi Rongrong's eyes straightened, and he almost couldn't help but pick them up. Luo Guangming warned backstage: "Don't pick it up." "It's all paper money, what is there to pick up. But in Shi Rongrong's eyes, this money is the red Grandpa Mao. How can a couple who are short of money bear it?

Luo Guangming patted his head and threatened: "If you pick up the money, you have to continue singing." Can you still sing? ”

Shi Rongrong was a little hesitant when he bent over.

Luo Guangming said again: "If you don't sing well, these adults will turn their faces, and I won't be able to protect you." ”

When the two of them heard this, they were so frightened that they quickly straightened up, bent down to the audience, and hurriedly exited the stage.

……

The winter in the capital is already cold, especially in the middle of the night, the outdoor temperature is close to minus 10 degrees, and Li Guowei is so cold that his upper and lower teeth tremble when he stays in the car.

At first, I didn't feel cold when I was accompanied by my mobile phone, but somehow, my mobile phone had no signal. It's very strange, how can there be no signal when the network is so developed now? He hadn't been paying for long.

The days without mobile phones are even harder. During the long night, the cold loneliness and unknown panic gnawed at him, and he wanted to start the car more than once.

Suddenly thinking of something, Li Guowei was even more frightened, and even felt that the street lamps outside the window, which were originally quite bright, had become dim, and the temperature was getting colder and colder, not the kind of cold of physical attack, but cold, cold from the bones.

I don't know if it was because he was too scared, Li Guowei actually found that on the deserted road, rows of red sparks appeared, jumping in the air.

He rubbed his eyes, the fog was heavier at night, and the window glass had been hidden by the fog, so he couldn't see it clearly. I can only vaguely see the approximate situation.

As the light approached, I found that it was a row of people dressed in black, carrying a red lantern in their hands, walking back and forth from far to near, and near and far, with strings of men, women, and children behind them.

Li Guowei's heart tightened, these black-clothed people and lanterns that appeared out of thin air had reminded him of the Yin soldiers passing by, and he was even more frightened and dared not move. He hurriedly closed his eyes, secretly thinking that if he came to pass on his ancestors, Guanyin Bodhisattva blessed, don't let the Yin soldiers find him.

But the more he was afraid, he found that he was getting colder and colder, so cold that his hands and feet were stiff, I don't know if it was the ultimate illusion, he actually heard someone talking.

“…… Alas, we are really miserable, the adults of the city god are drinking and watching the drama inside, so we have to patrol outside with the cold wind. ”

The voice was behind him, in the back seat of the car. Li Guowei's body was stiff, and the cold hairs on his body stood on end, but he was lying on the steering wheel and didn't dare to move.

Another voice rang out: "Who told us that we have no background, no ability, and can only do these lowest jobs." But don't complain, although being a yin soldier is tiring and hard, and the money is not much, but he is a civil servant, and he has a guaranteed establishment. Lord Chenghuang said that after the gala, he will send us a big red envelope. For the sake of the big red envelope, just bear with it. ”

"You can think about it. I'm just not convinced, you see that the world is sober, he joined us later than us, and he is younger than us, but you see what the cow has become now. ”

"People have backgrounds, the coffins are thick, and they have strength, so it's useless for you to be red."

"But then again, this man has been wearing a mask all the time, and so far, no ghost in the whole underworld knows his true face. Do you say that you were really disfigured when you were alive, so you don't dare to show your true face? ”

"You're too good at thinking. They are fourth-grade high-level ghosts and gods, and they can completely use mana to transform their faces and restore their former appearance. I've heard that people just don't want to reveal their identities. ”

"Your news is outdated, and the sober adults in the world no longer wear masks. Last time I was in the Ruyi Hotel, I was seen by everyone. ”

"Really?"

"It's true, it's really handsome. No wonder you have to wear a mask all the time, otherwise sooner or later you will be knocked down by those female perverts. ”

The car window was knocked a few times, and Li Guowei was so frightened that he almost looked up. Another unfamiliar voice rang out, "Ha, in the blink of an eye, you're gone, you're really looking for a place." Then he got into the car and rubbed his hands, "It's fucking cold outside." It's still warmer in the car. ”

Then he beckoned to his companions: "You can squeeze two more people in the car, you all come in." ”

Li Guowei: "......" Then he felt that his body was immersed in the biting cold, and then, a scream sounded, "Damn, there is still a big living person in the car!" ”

Yesterday afternoon, I held a parent-teacher conference for the boss, and I went home directly after the meeting. I thought it could be updated on my phone, but my documents were saved separately by me on the E drive, and I couldn't call them up on my phone. Make up for it today, and have a great Sunday everyone.

(End of chapter)